"But why, monsieur?"
"That," he said, "I cannot tell you. Perhaps traveling on a train reminds them of the brief journey of life itself. At any rate, all really well-bred people who travel resent others doing the same thing."
"What are well-bred people?"
He gazed at an advertisement for pyjamas.
"Well-bred people," he said sententiously, "are those who base their superiority on such intangible things that they leave nothing on which one can contest it. Do you understand me?"
"No," said Pippa frankly; "but I like your voice."
"Thank you, little one. It was one of the first things I learned at Harrow—to say something well rather than something worth hearing."
"I wonder if Louis had his breakfast," said she, at a tangent.
"I think so," he said, with a man's vagueness towards domestic economy; "but, to finish my definition of well-bred people——"
"Louis will be angry at my leaving him," she said musingly.